Well, we're finally getting a bit more settled in here. It really does take a while when everything is just so new. I've spent all my years in Calgary since I moved here fresh out of college in affordable (cheap) apartments (back when there was such a thing) where nothing was really new. I didn't mind because it was a way for me to be independent and live here in the city. And not with my parents like a lot of city kids do. Hi Mom and Dad...love you!
CH and I got our first place together shortly after we were married, the main floor of a charming older house where we've been living for the past 3 years. It was fairly nice and a decent location, but old and it became quite overcrowded with the addition of 2 babies. There was just never enough places to put all our stuff.
Now everyone has rooms and closets and we have storage places and a garage, and lots of kitchen cupboards. And bathrooms aplenty! Come on over and pee at my place!
In an odd way it is taking a while to get used to the newness, and niceness of everything. We have a lot of beautiful hardwood floors...that dent when children throw toys. We have shiny new appliances...which glisten with tiny fingerprints and beep continually when they want our attention. We have lovely big windows with nose prints on them and blinds that must not be mangled. And happily we also have a partially finished basement where legos can be built and dinky cars can be crashed for fun.
We're really blessed to have such a beautiful home and a CH who takes such good care of our family.
And I don't mean that in a 'Ha ha my house is so nice and way better than yours which makes us feel so very important' because it's probably not, and we're definitely not.
It's in a 'Wow I can't believe I live here and this makes me feel like I should be all grown up, which I should be because after all I'm married and have two kids and I'm in my mid thirties and we live in the burbs now, but I still feel like a goofy kid a lot of the time, and I hope it's not painfully obvious' kind of way.
Sunday, November 12, 2006
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Hi Lara,
Congrats on your beautiful new home. I can't wait for the tour. I absolutely relate to your feelings as I felt similarly when we moved into our new place last year. I felt like I had to be responsible and grown up....it was strange. Now we're in another place, not so new, but beautifully treed and very homey. I have a new phone number so please e-mail me when you can. Cheers, Jen (jschack@nucleus.com)
I'm not sure how yet, but I'm going to have "Come on over and pee at my place!" put on your gravestone. And you deserve good things...you're my friend after all... ;)
Keep some of that "kid" feeling...young at heart right?
When B & I first got married, I kept thinking I should go home...it all sinks in eventually.
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